Gordon Mote - Wounded Hands Lyrics

Wounded Hands
With hopes and dreams completely crumbled
My life was built on sinking sand
bowed beneath the weight of sorrow
Till I was touched by wounded hands
Chorus
Wounded hands of the Saviour
Gently took this shattered heart
and every broken piece was mended
by the hands held the scars
Verse 2
Darkness held the cross of suffering
where grace would answer sins demands
My accounts completely settled
The price was paid by wounded hands
chorus
Repeat Chorus slows to finish
Praise the Lord, this song touched me! Gordon Mote is one amazing artist! submitted by pastor Bill Talbert www.solid-rockchurch.org